This really sucks,
I feel like I just fell from the sky, crashed and burned.
I have not feelings at the moment though,
I just sitting there, staring into space.
I wonder though,
I wonder what it is that I did wrong,
Wonder if I can fix what he doesn't like,
Wonder if I'm ever going to be alright.
My emotions are staring to become clear to me,
I can read them on my face.
Emotions that I never knew that I could feel, are being felt right now.
Thoughts of what I can change and do better fill me up inside.
A mind that is way past full.
And a heart that is shattering into a million peaces.
I try to tell myself that everything will turn out right, and that I'm going to get better soon, but no matter how hard I tell myself that there is always that little voice in the back of my mind that is telling me that I'm not going to be alright, and that I'm going to be a lone again tonight.
As long as I keep that little voice hushed though, I know I'll be OK in the end.
-This poem is about how hurting so much will heel you so much.
